"Master Li, even if you have a high position, you can't insult people like this." Yang Qingyue tightened her face angrily, not caring whether she might offend Li Mingxuan.
There was faint laughter all around, and Yang Qingyue felt hatred in her heart, wishing she could just tear the face of the person in front of her into pieces.
Li Mingxuan put one hand in his pocket and walked to Song Qiao. He looked around, stretched out his feet and kicked the person in his position. The other person didn't dare to say anything, so he got up and got out of the way. He took the opportunity to sit down, leaned back and gave her a gentle kiss.
Lifting his chin, "Am I not telling the truth?"
He ignored Yang Qingyue's almost cannibalistic expression and chuckled, "If you don't have any special habits, would you stare at others and add WeChat? Do you have any contact information?"
"Why, is it possible that you are still the inspector on the set? Before anyone can make friends, they have to get your consent first. Oh, then you have really great power."
Li Mingxuan's crackling output hit Yang Qingyue so hard that he had no ability to fight back.
He has always had a rough temper, and because of his family background and good relationship with Gu Jingting, everyone in the circle has to give in. Now that he is full of firepower, he is more than enough to deal with Yang Qingyue.
Yang Qingyue was blocked for a long time, and finally said with a black face, "I just happened to see it and was curious, so I asked a few more questions. Isn't this also okay?"
"happen?"
Li Mingxuan suddenly understood. He clapped his hands and said, "It seems I was wrong. You are not an inspector, you are a talkative woman."
"Pfft...cough cough cough..."
I don't know who it was, but he immediately sprayed his drink after hearing this. He was probably afraid that Yang Qingyue would see him and hold a grudge, so he immediately hid under the table, leaving only intermittent coughing sounds.
The expressions of other people present were also constantly changing. Thinking about it again, what Li Mingxuan said seemed to be somewhat correct. After all, it was not honorable to stand up and say it after seeing someone add him as a friend.
Originally, because it was Yang Qingyue, they all ignored her for a while.
Yang Qingyue was completely unable to deal with it. She simply broke the jar, stared at Li Mingxuan and said, "I did something wrong today. Thank you Mr. Li for reminding me. If you have nothing else to do, you can leave. This is our crew's party."
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Li Mingxuan casually picked up the chopsticks and tapped it on the edge of the bowl, "It's so easy to expose the wrong thing? How can such a good thing happen? You should apologize to the person involved no matter what."
Yang Qingyue looked at Song Qiao, she wanted to know if this woman dared to ask for an apology from her.
Unexpectedly, Song Qiao didn't refuse!
With a slight smile on her face, she nodded to Yang Qingyue's gaze without hesitation. Since it was inevitable to become enemies, she should not accept this apology in vain.
Okay, very good.
She remembered everyone present today.
Yang Qingyue clenched her fists, her nails digging into her flesh. When she spoke, she could almost smell the rust between her teeth, "Song Qiao, I went too far today, I'm sorry."
He didn't even call him false names, he seemed really angry.
Song Qiao accepted it generously, "I believe Teacher Yang is just curious and has no other intentions. Don't worry, I won't care."
A good person doesn't care.
Yang Qingyue almost vomited blood. She couldn't stay any longer, picked up her bag and rushed out the door.
The person involved was not here, and the others were watching the show, and the discussion was going on, and the box exploded.
Li Mingxuan was very satisfied with the effect he had caused. He pushed away his chair, stood up and raised his eyebrows at Song Qiao, "Miss Song, call me anytime if you have such a thing in the future. I promise to make clear arrangements for you."
Song Qiao held her forehead. She saw that Li Mingxuan was not here to complain about injustice, but because she thought it was fun. If she let him come two more times, she would probably make countless enemies in the entertainment industry and become a street rat that everyone wanted to beat.
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"Thank you, but I don't really need it," she said.
Li Mingxuan didn't mind her reaction, he said goodbye with a smile, put it in his pocket and left humming.
Liang Dashan looked at his back and frowned. After a moment, he turned to look at Song Qiao and asked, "I don't have a problem with you and Yang Qingyue getting along, but if you make such a fuss, aren't you afraid that she will deal with you later?"
Song Qiao didn't know the consequences.
She said helplessly, "Even if today's incident hadn't happened, she would still hate me. In this case, it's better to show off openly and openly, so as not to spend the whole day being embarrassed and uncomfortable."
Will Yang Qingyue stop because of her concession? Obviously not, she will definitely hate Song Qiao when he plays the heroine of this drama, and if Song Qiao becomes weak, she will only get worse.
"It will be bad luck later, don't come here to cry." Liang Dashan poured cold water on her.
Song Qiao smiled and didn't take her words seriously. If Liang Dashan really didn't intend to care about her, he wouldn't have reminded her unnecessarily.
After finishing the hot pot, Song Qiao pushed forward Lin Yuezhi's invitation to transfer and took a taxi directly back to the hospital. It was not too early at this time. Xiaotang and Qiqi had already fallen asleep, and their little faces seemed to be hanging from some sweet dream.
smile.
Song Qiao lowered his head and kissed each of them on the cheek.
After a tiring day, her mind relaxed at this moment. She sat on the edge of the bed and took out her mobile phone to read the messages. The dialog box belonging to Gu Dajing was still empty except for the messages she sent.
The worry and anxiety in her heart turned into uneasiness. She hesitated for a moment and dialed the phone directly. But as expected, after a long ringing, there was still no answer.
The phone hung up automatically. Song Qiao felt a breath stuck in her throat. She gradually became restless. She took a deep breath and sent a message to Momo, "There is still no news about him. I plan to call the police now."
Momo hadn't slept yet. The moment he saw the news, he called Song Qiao and said, "Don't be impulsive."
Song Qiao frowned, "There is no news about him so far, which is a necessary condition for calling the police. If he is okay, forget it. If something happens, every minute and every second is the most critical moment."
Momo responded, "Of course I know, but you are the only one who contacted him. If the police ask you anything else, will you be able to answer it? What's more, will a grown man of his age not know what to do?"
"But……"
"Well, you wait one more day. If there is no news from Gu Dajing at this time tomorrow, you can call the police. I won't stop you."
Momo also knew the seriousness of the matter, so she came up with an idea.
Song Qiao's hand holding the phone slightly tightened, and finally said slowly, "Tomorrow is the last day."
"Okay." Momo responded.
After hanging up the phone, Song Qiao slumped her shoulders. She rubbed the phone with her fingertips. She was in a trance when the phone suddenly vibrated. Before she read the message, her heartbeat vibrated. As if she realized something, she started to beat wildly.
